April I - (a Twisted Fairy Tale)

Once upon a time in the realm of Tremour, on the first day of April 1067, two twin sisters were born, one called April, the other, Agatha. They were identical in every physical detail, except that of their hair colouring...April had rich auburn red hair and Agatha's was as black as sable. Their temperament, intelligence and demeanour were also quite, quite, in opposition to one another. While April was all sunshine and joy and silliness, almost to the point of idiocy, Agatha, in comparison. was moody, clever, witty and manipulative.

Their parental father, King Doofus IV, who was an handsome fellow, even when more mature, had married a strikingly beautiful auburn haired girl who was much younger than himself, making her his Queen Aurora but, alas his wife, their mother, who was only twenty years old at the time, died after delivering the twins into the world.

From the very onset King Doofus IV favoured April over Agatha, though both, as they grew up, became equally as beautiful as their mother though, of course, being slightly different in bearing and colouring. These particular details, most likely, were at the root of the Kings oddly preferential treatment of April. It was, almost certainly due to the simple fact that she was the more like his deceased spouse having the same, if not identical hair and the same enchanting but, amusing lack of discernment or tact.

King Doofus IV doted on April to excess, sparing no extravagance on her while steadfastly seeming to ignore poor lovely Agatha who, to him seemed rather surplus to requirements. Gradually, the difference in his attitude and bearing towards each of his twin daughters became more pronounced as time went on...much to the annoyance of Agatha, who did not fail to notice this growing void of discrepancy in her father's regard. Understandably, a growing rift developed and she soon grew to loath her sister...the Kings tendency being the prime issue i this but, there were other, additional reasons as well...these stemming from their divergent characters and personality traits.

The thirteen year old April, without a care in her small world, frolicked and had fun at every opportunity - often at others expense - her every whim indulged in by her father and, instinctively, she became more and more aware of the growing distance between Agatha and her father, using it to her advantage whenever a chance arose. Alas, she failed to understand that this blatant favouritism might have a knock-on, somewhat negative aspect with Agatha's regard to herself.

Indeed, it was most disparaging for poor little Agatha, whose cock-a-hoot sibling did not spare or even consider her feelings, never missing any occasion to demean or discredit or goad her twin sister, knowing full well that, when push came to shove, her father would always side with her. April's precociousness and unseemly, unchecked behaviour knew no bounds, and she took great delight in using her status, her sex...of which she was far too aware of...and her unlimited power to her own advantage. As she grew up, she became more and more lustful, enjoying heady sexually orientated, teasing experiments with any male counterpart, who would be obliged to suffer indignation's and humiliations with good grace...ones that they could not avoid or later complain of without fear of reprisals and unfair recriminations.

April's mores, these wanton, baser, as yet underdeveloped but, burgeoning desires were, indeed, most unsuitable and discrediting to herself but, that the cautionary implications of which would indelibly define her future nature, did not manifest themselves to her own, higher cerebral consciousness...if she had one. April was barely able, even at an early age, to control herself, and wilfully used all these factors at her disposal to attain her ends and provided her with amusement.

For example, when being visited by any unsuspecting young male visitor, often the son of some wealthy dignitary, out of sight of the elders, she would put on outrageously tarty and provocative clothing then, after giving a teasing, dancing performance to show off her ill clad body, she would then blatantly grope the young male visitor and, on one particularly memorable occasion, even had the temerity to pull one of the poor little gent's shorts and underpants down to have a look and a giggle at his underdeveloped manhood. Of course, if any of these shameful deeds were discovered, the blame for them were entirely laid at Agatha's or the male victim's door.

However, it was not long before the twins had grown up and developed into wonderfully lovely looking, mature young ladies and it seemed there was no cloud to blight their futures but, when they reached the age of twenty, the king suddenly abdicated the throne due to becoming more and more befuddled and confused as the result of his growing age but, indicating most vehemently that April should be the one to take his place as the ruling Queen of Tremour. It was not long after that that King Doofus IV, sadly, passed away.

It was at this point, when April acceded the throne, that Agatha, immediately became a more noticeable embarrassment and liability to her sister, as she would often publicly best April using her clever jibes and intelligence, making her appear so quite foolish, that April banished her to be locked away in a plain but, serviceable suite of rooms and apartments that were set, leaning against the interior west wall of the castle. These rooms and apartments, which were fitted with only skylights and tiny, high positioned windows to let in the light, were specially constructed with three foot thick stone walls that were thirty feet in height, it was indeed and, without a doubt, a prison...but, a reasonably comfortable one.

Unknown to her at that time, the suite had a secret trapdoor hidden under a heavy Oriental rug and, via this hatchway an arched, bricked tunnel could be found, one that led out under the battlements of the castle and it's raised exterior earthworks, leading forth to it's exit point, hidden furtively amongst a pile of huge, old standing stones that had been dumped there in apparent, random thoughtlessness many years previously. The lichen covered, battered and pitted old stones were almost hidden amongst the unkempt, long grasses and thorn-bushes that surrounded them. The whole of this area was set in the middle of an ancient, woodland glade, surrounded by tangled, gnarled and twisted old oak trees...a dark and mysterious, abandoned place which was never visited any more...well, by no one human at least. It did not take Agatha long to find this trapdoor and via it, was able to contact other societal rejects et al, living on the outside, on the periphery, the very edge. She associated secretly with various dubious creatures that were roaming free, lurking round about and, with some of them, she made unholy alliances that, by her doing so, extended her influence beyond the lonely, limiting confinement of her castle prison home.

On April 1st, later that year, April, who was in the process of getting betrothed to one of several potential foreign princes, received a note from her sister, saying that she had found a birthday gift for her, hinting that it may well be a missing heirloom ring, one that was supposed to disposes health, beauty and unlimited attraction to any person putting it on their finger. This, of course, being a clever ruse by Agatha and was expressly intended to pique her sister's vanity and self interest and which, without a doubt, the prospect of gaining ownership of such an powerful object, would, for her, be quite irresistible.

Not for one second did April, who had indeed heard of such a ring and was more than a little excited at the prospect of attaining it, suspect anything untoward from her meanly excommunicated sister as she was far too vein and stupid to comprehend such manoeuvrers. Wearing a white bridal ball-gown that she was having fitted in preparation for her presumed nuptials, and without a doubting thought, she removed herself from her three attendant dress fitters and sped off, hot foot, to her sister's rooms and, upon her arrival, demanded entrance of the two armed guards stationed there before the pair of large, metal studded, oak doors.

On the other side of the doors, Agatha, with her sable hair cut unusually short, was standing while patiently waiting to greet April upon her arrival.

Agatha was wearing an undone, long black, military style coat, a pair of knee length boots and, bizarrely, nothing else but, a matching set of very brief, black, gauzy, very see-through panties and bra that, as it happened, she looked absolutely delicious in.

Both siblings were taken aback by the other's remarkable attire when they confronted each other on the other side of the doors, which were then closed behind them. Each stared at the other, with incredulity...Agatha displaying no compunction to close the wide open flaps of her black greatcoat which displayed her fit and svelte long body and it's perfect proportions delightfully, especially as it was beautifully set off...well, completely fantastically, especially when seen against the darkness of the coat's blue-black lining. April, caught off guard and unable to stop herself, ran her eyes up her sister's long, pale body, taking in the dark circles of Agatha's areole, sitting below the thin material that was cupping her nicely pert, full breasts and then, glancing surreptitiously down, she took in the distinct dark area at the front of her sister's brief, gauzy panties, which marked out, quite distinctly, the untrimmed patch of her thick pubic hairs that seemed to grow in profusion there. She had to admit, her slim sister had a fabulous body and lovely long legs...ones that were enhanced wonderfully by her nicely complimenting boots and long coat... an irksome pang of jealousy ran through her vitals.

'I heard you were thinking of marrying...some...man' Agatha said conversationally...delivered with just a hint of disparaging sarcasm which, for anyone other than April, would of been quite disarming. She eyed her sister contemptuously, her dark eyebrows arched as she shrugged her shoulders in slight but, studious, self-depreciation in acknowledgement of her sister's blatant ogling of her own, immodestly displayed charms and which, even had a suppressed element of appreciation, though distinctly reluctant, returning in the other direction.

'Come with me'...she ordered...you will like this...'

She turned her back upon April, twisting about upon her black high heeled boots and strode off.

April, thinking she was to see the ring mentioned, eagerly followed along, in a rather sweetly obedient manner, after her sister, staring at the back of her heavy, cloak-like, flapping coat. Hardly able to contain the thrill she felt in soon acquiring the magic ring, she followed Agatha through a side door and, once they were both fully inside Agatha, after turning to face April said....'Oh, and happy birthday'. She then stepped to one side and there, standing directly before the stunned looking April, were four, almost naked...except for pairs of ill fitting white underpants...small, green tinted, mean looking, goblin men.

All of them stared up at her with evil and very menacing, horribly sneering, sharp toothed grins. They were typical of their kind, had excessively large hands and feet and thin, almost cabbage like, uneven, rough edged ears that you could see the veins through and had wiry, well muscled, very strong, compact bodies..but, the most important, vital general detail about them was that their species were all male and, as such, were always on the look out for any suitable female host which they would then, gladly impregnate in order to spread their kind....not that was their prime motivation...nothing so grandiose, the one at the forefront of their dirty little, sex obsessed, minds was just attaining fornication. More worrying, or perhaps interestingly... especially when one considered that they were only about three to four foot in height, was the rather in-edifying rumour...or maybe it was a fact.. that they were all supposed to be hung like donkeys...

'Surprise.....!' Said Agatha gleefully.

As April's jaw fell open in shocked surprise, the four goblin men rushed upon her quailing form, then began, with April as their centrepiece, a very physical game of pushing her roughly this way and that amongst them to keep her busy and off balance but, every now and then, one or the other of them took the opportunity and disgraceful liberty to snatch open one or two of the buttons running down the curving back of her starched, bodice like upper dress. All too soon, as the apparently juvenile game continued unabated, the buttons of April's dress were all plucked open, exposing her pronounced spine below the material then, without further ado, the goblin men began to tug and drag the long sleeves down off her shoulders at each side so that they could get a good look at her naked torso and it's pair of attendant 'titular Queen's'...goodies.

Unmoved by her sisters sorry plight, Agatha merely smiled with nodding approval as Aprils arms were easily drawn out of the dresses long sleeves and, once that was achieved...with little difficulty it must be added, the disinherited, top portion of her dress was left draped about her waist, leaving her to clutch her pair of plump, naked breasts - one's which were, of course, identical to those of Agatha's - to her chest in order to hide them from plain sight and to stop them from swinging about and making a show of themselves. With her arms thus occupied, it took but a moment for the highly amused. four, small goblin men, to yank and drag the bulk of her voluminous dress and it's under-layers of petticoats down to April's ankles.

Aghast, April stood there stupidly cupping and supporting her breasts with the palms of her hands as if nursing them, as her dress was tugged, bit by bit, out from under her stubborn feet. Unable to respond or move of her own volition, she stumbled slightly as her dress was finally ousted completely, leaving her wearing only a pair of high sided, white, clinging, silk panties with decorative appliquéd lace and which were the only items remaining in place, now that the rest of her attire had been so rudely stripped away. All she could do was to look down her lovely, half stripped, long body with incredulity and, it must be said, not a little self admiration.

So intent was she in maintaining her breasts coverage, thinking that this would be for the best, that she soon suffered the indignity of having her panties pulled down to her knees in one swift and dramatically fell motion, leaving, in their wake, a slight fleshy tremble or shudder in the region of her pert but, firm bottom cheeks and, to the fore, exposing the well edged and trimmed tuft of wiry auburn hairs sprouting from the top of her pronounced mons.

Unable to resist the sight of the marvellous looking, stripped naked young human female, the four goblin men began pushing her about once again, slapping the cheeks of her exposed buttocks at every opportunity as she yelped and pleaded, somewhat half heatedly, for them to desist. Her plaintiff calls went unheeded for a whole minute, during which she lost her shiny-white high heeled shoes and most of her credibility, before Agatha, then told them to stop and to get on with the job she had asked them to do.

Reluctantly, the goblin men stopped assailing her and her tempting cheeks. Then, after tipping her right over so that she lay sprawled in a heap of limbs upon the floor, two of them removed her garter belt, and rolled her white silk stockings down her long, thrashing legs while the other pair, one holding her head as the other began cutting large clumps of the nicely brushed and shaped tresses of her luxuriant head hair away with a large pair of scissors. April, instead of defending and defying the goblin men in a direct and robust confrontation, as one would of expected, rapidly redeployed her arms, moving one to press down and to cover her chest, the other being placed over her furry mound, leaving her assailants to do with the rest of her whatever they wished. It was quiet clear to everyone that, for the moment at least, the goblin men were temporarily, uninterested in her intimate regions so, it seemed that, perhaps not surprisingly, she was probably just making a show of defending her honour for the sake of interim appearances only.

Not surprisingly, this ploy did not provide any help or give respite in any measure at all and, after her head had been divested of hair, her arms were easily pulled away from hiding her upper bodily charms as the strong goblin men threaded them into some kind of magically prepared, transparent suit or, second skin that they had placed on the floor next to her and looked much like a large plastic bag. Once her arms were fitted snugly within, leaving the coating-bag to self-guide into the perfect position, encasing even her fingers, they went to work of getting her legs inside too, leaving April to cover her undoubted charms intermittently as best she could as her body was manhandled with great, though impertinent dexterity...a confused and indignant look spread upon her pretty face as she wondered, quite literally, what on earth was going on. It was not long before April's whole, lovely body was fully enclosed, including her head and most of her face which now, all lay below the second skin's covering....well... excepting that is, her mouth, nostrils, eyes, ears, nipples, vulva and anus...which were left uncovered so that they could continue to perform their natural, needful functions and provide other interconnected services.

The all enveloping suit then, automatically contracted about her skin and body, rapidly hardening into a stiff kind of semi-malleable, rubber textured coating, endorsing the delights, the charming curves, the bone under-structure that was supporting her musculature and exterior flesh. The whole thing combining nicely to present her well proportioned female body...lying there pretty and inescapably fixed and provocatively immobile but, showed off to perfection below the enhancing overcoat of the almost imperceptible Skin suit.

April glared with wide, horror stricken eyes when she found that she was completely unable to move at all...her body being held stiffly in place, caught lying on her one side in a self adopted, foetal position as the coating suddenly hardened about her. Now, she was contained wholly within the stiff magic coating and all chance of escaping had vanished.

Intermittent, garbled grunts and groans could be heard from her general direction as April assessed her situation, unaware of it's, particular advantages...or perhaps...disadvantages...and was only cognisant, for the moment, of merely it's debilitating qualities.

To demonstrate the 'second skin's' implicit purpose, the goblin men then rolled April's unresisting, unyielding form onto her back and, after pressing her main body down flat, two of them grabbed hold of both her legs and pulled them out straight while the others grabbed her arms and pulled them away from her torso. They then spread all her limbs out so that she formed an 'X' shape upon he floor. Her legs spread wide enough to easily see all the details of her hairy, thick lipped sex, which remained uncoated, therefore 'live'. It seemed to amuse the goblin men that this was, most particularly, a part of her that she had previously been at pains to keep well hidden from view and that now, seemingly against her wishes, it was fully exhibited.

With her arms laid out upon each side, everyone could see the distinct uprisings of her pair of breasts and their crowning areola and the nubs of her slightly raised nipples. projecting up from their centres.

April snorted through her nostrils in frustration, finding that she could not put her long legs back together and hide her most private region or her breasts and was forced to meekly lie there with the four goblin men glaring with ill disguised enthusiasm and interest at her indecently displayed vulva. To add to her woes, the goblin men, deciding to further her discomfiture, then bent each of her legs at the knees and pushed them back and down towards her shoulders, spreading her thighs even wider to purposefully expose and present her unguarded and unprotected sex to even greater disadvantage and there was not a thing she could do about it!